[PRP] Musical Sparks (Aria and Serotia)

[spelldancer]

This is a private RP between Aria (spelldancer) and Serotia (Cajmera)

 

[spelldancer]

The water splashed out from the river as it rushed over the rocks. The river came out of the trees before going over the cliff in a beautiful waterfall. Aria stood close enough for the water to hit her legs staring out at the land below her. The Angeni of Music was composing. It was hard and painstaking this time around. She was trying to create something that expressed her feelings. She had friends, she even had children now, but she wanted love. The music surrounded her as she concentrated. It was soulful and striking but also quiet and sometime energetic. The music spoke of her desire for love, of her longing, but also of her joy for her children, her delight in the world, and her spirit of freedom. It was the song of Aria she was creating without realizing it.

Cajmera

 

[Cajmera]

Serotia was feeling restless, for the umpteenth time in her life. She didn't know why it bothered her anymore; it had long since become a part of her. How long had it been now since the pathway connecting the hidden homeland of the Imps and their mini winged brethren had opened up in that freak rock slide, introducing them to the lands beyond of the Kawani and more Soquili and Usdia species than anyone had ever before imagined? Serotia had been keen to explore the vastness of the new world, and she had set out with high hopes. But always, inevitably, she had ended up..

Well, bored, frankly. A true Imp, Serotia had always had a love of mischief, of jokes and pranks and above all else interaction. She had thrilled to meet new Soquili and Usdia, mess with them as she saw fit, have some laughs and then go from there. But it seemed that luck just hadn't been on her side these days; meetings had been few and far between, and those she'd encountered had lacked a proper sense of humor. Really, what was it about these lands that made everyone so dour, Serotia had wondered after being forced to beat a hasty retreat away from her last encounter. All she'd done was snap some sparks behind a sleeping Soquili, the next thing she knew she was being chased with intent that seemed downright murderous!

As she picked her way along the bank of the rushing river, Serotia was once again caught up in her own musings. Maybe the Kawani lands, for all their variety and potential, just weren't meant for her. Maybe she was meant to be in a smaller world, one where she knew all the rules and expectations, and where there were others who understood her. After all, was it really too much to want to be happy in life?

She was contemplating this weighty thought, not for the first time and definitely not for the last time, when she caught sight of the multi-winged mare, standing alone and motionless near the top of the falls. At once, Serotia's mischievous sense was triggered as she considered the potential of the scene; a well placed spark, and she was sure she could get the other mare to leap higher than a bird's flight! But while she was mischievous, Serotia was not mean, and even she knew the potential for danger in the other mare's proximity to the cliff. So she kept her sparks to herself, instead deftly kicking a rock in the direction of the other mare, sending it with a sharp CRACK against a nearby boulder. With any hope, she'd get the jump reaction she was hoping for, but AWAY from the cliff's edge rather than towards it!

spelldancer

 

[spelldancer]

There was something, just beyond her grasp. Something that her mind was trying to find but couldn’t quite, something that would make this music better but Aria could not find it. For all her concentration and focus, Aria could not focus on the elusive something. Maybe…

THWACK

The music flowing around her abruptly stopped as Aria was startled out of her meditative state by a resounding crack off to her left. The noise startled her so that Aria ended up jumping and flapping her wings wildly as she tried to see what had caused it. Her heart was racing and her mind was in that state between panic and problem solving, where one knows that there is something to be done but not what. In her not quite panic, Aria began hovering which turned out to be a very good thing because she was no longer over solid ground.

Looking to the area that the sound had come from, Aria saw nothing. There was no skinwalker, no broken tree, nothing that could explain what she had heard. Aria looked around just in case, and found an Imp watching her. Well, that could explain it. Going to settle down on the ground, Aria finally noticed that she was over air not ground. With a smile she moved back to the cliff and descended lightly to the earth. Thankfully her legs did not give out under her as she put her weight on them.

“That was quite the fright you gave me.” Her voice was not accusatory, just conversational if a touch musical still. “I must thank you for it. Had something truly evil come along and tried to harm me, I would not have known until too late. So, thank you.” Aria gave a small bow to the Imp. She didn’t know if the noise had been malicious or not, but she thought that it likely was not intended that way. It was not often that Aria saw an Imp. They weren’t that common around where she spent most of her time, and Aria was curious what brought this one out to the cliff.

Now that Aria’s wings were not shaking and she was sure that her legs would not give out if she moved, Aria took a few steps towards the Imp. “What brings you out this way?” It was lonely to travel alone, Aria thought, and hoped that the Imp had friends near by, be they big or small. She stopped moving at a respectful distance, one that would allow for more easy conversation but not one that invaded personal space. “Well, what ever does bring you here, I am glad for it. I always enjoy making a new friend.”

Cajmera